2. Onyx
ONYX
“O, I have a customer at the bike shop waiting for a part. I’m in the middle of this custom paint job and I can't stop. John didn't come in today sooo, I need you to deliver it.”
I slammed my pen down on my desk. This is some bullshit. I have too much I need to get done right now to stop and make a delivery. My custom paint shop has been doing really good and business was booming.
I shared this warehouse with my grandfather.
He let me use the space to start my custom painting business.
He was the owner of Kingston's auto parts store.
His business was very successful and still is.
He left it to me in his last will and testament.
So, I combined the two together so now the new name is Kingston's customs and auto parts.
“You know Em will be getting here soon so when she does have her go in my office and start her homework. If she gives you any trouble just call or text me.”
I was going to text my sister and let her know that I was leaving the shop but changed my mine. If her little sneaky ass knew I was not there she might not come.
I looked at the invoice and went to the back of the warehouse to pick up the part. I got in the work truck and headed to the mechanic shop to deliver the part. I turned my music on and was listening to Meek Mill’s “Dreams and Nightmares” I fucks with that song. The shop was about 15 minutes away
My phone rang and it was Suga, this jump off that smash every now and then. I gave her that name because she sucked my dick so sweetly.
“Yooo, wat up?”
“Where you at? I want to come suck your dick.”
“Damn straight like that huh? I'm in the middle of something. Maybe I’ll let you do that this evening so hit me up later.” I hung up the phone.
Pulling into the shop parking lot, I parked my truck, put my phone in the cup holder and got out. It is hotter than a motherfucker out this bitch today. I have on this fuck ass hot jumpsuit reminding to myself change the uniform for summer. Cuz fuck this.
Walking into the shop, it was nice. This was my first time ever being here. My granddad or the delivery driver usually made these runs. I remember the owner Mr. Kace though. He and my granddad go way back. I think he has a son, if I remember correctly, that works with him at his shop named Kruz.
The familiar scent of motor oil, hot metal, and chain lube filled my nose.
Though we dealt in auto parts, I’d always been around the shops and kept myself on point mechanically.
There was a coffee station tucked in the corner of the row of chairs that faced the counter.
Someone had to have just made a fresh cup because it filled the room and made my stomach churn.
The drop lights under the hoods were the only thing you could see from where I was standing. Outside was so damn bright, it was making it hard to see shit else from the mechanics’ bay.
I looked around and noticed a few posters, a couple of metal signs, an automatic air freshener that explained the citrus smell I couldn’t put a finger on a moment ago, and a framed picture of Mr. Kace with what looked like could be his original staff since he looked much younger.
When I didn't see anyone and no one came to greet me, I rang the bell a few times and waited.
About five minutes later, this beautiful young lady came out.
She was about 5'4, slim-thick, caramel color, with a short hair cut, but her eyes were a beautiful light brown.
I know she probably thought I was a mute, because I was just standing there looking at her like a creep.
“Ummm, how can I help you?” she asked with the cutest mug on her face.
I snapped out of it. “I'm here to deliver a part to Kruz. Is he here?”
She laughed. “Yeah, Kruz is here, but he is not a he. It’s me and I am her so I will take that.”
“You’re Kruz?” I asked, shocked as I handed her the package. As she reached out for it, she made a noise like she was in pain and her face looked pained. I stepped closer so she wouldn't have to reach that far.
“You good?” I asked.
She huffed and rolled her beautiful eyes then grabbed the package, looked at it and said, “This is not that part I ordered.”
She walked over to her computer and started typing something and looked up at me then said, “I placed the order.”.
I looked at the invoice and said, “I have a LED rear turn signals for a Honda Rebel 100T.”
“Right, this is for a Honda. I ordered the lights for a Harley-Davidson.”
I was impressed that she knew it was wrong just by looking at it. It kind of made my dick hard a little bit. Though I was pissed off that I just wasted my time.
“Look, I don’t have time for this incompetence. When I place an order, I expect it to be right. I give my clients a time frame and want to keep it,” she snared.
“It was a mistake and I’m sorry about that, but you don’t have to be a bitch about it”
“BITCH! I got your bitch.”
Just then, her dad came from in the back office looking at me then her and smiled. “Onyx, hey son how have you been? It's good to see you, how is your sister?“
Rubbing my temples, I looked at him and he could tell she was giving me a run for my money.
“She is not the little sister she used to be and it's getting out of control.”
He touched my shoulder. “Hang in there son. She’s been through a lot. First her mom and now her grandpa.”
“Thank you. I appreciate the encouragement. Let me get out of here and get the correct part before your daughter has my head.”
“Give her some grace also. She’s been through a lot too. Keep in touch. I'm here if you ever need me. I miss my friend. Your granddad was a good man,” he said, then walked away.
I turned to look at Kruz and let her know that I was going back to the shop to check on her order.
She just rolled her eyes and walked to the back of the shop.
I just laughed at her cute mean ass. Once I got to my car, I called Emerald, but her little ass didn't answer, so I called the shop to see if Emerald made it off the bus.
Jose answered the phone. “O what up my dude?”
“Nigga, what I tell your bitch ass about answering the phone like that? This is a business motherfucker.”
“A business with caller ID dick head. I knew it was you.” He laughed.
“Did Em get there? I called her phone, but her little ass didn't answer.”
“Yeah, she is here in the office doing her homework. She tried to say you told her she can go home, but I knew that was cap.”
I hung up the phone and turned my music back on then headed back to the shop. Pulling back to the shop, I parked my car in my designed parking spot. Just as I was walking in the building, I saw my little sister coming out.
“Where do you think you're going?” I asked. Rolling her eyes and blowing out a breath she said, “home.”
“Nah, that is not happening. You need to get back in the office and wait for me to leave. Did you have any homework?” I asked.
“Already did it and I'm bored and just want to go lay down. My stomach is hurting and I don't feel well,” she whined.
Looking at her, I could see that she was telling the truth. She was clearly distressed.
“Go to the car. I need to talk to Jose for a second and I will be there.”
She didn't say anything smart, so I knew for sure she was not feeling well.
“Ayo Jose, let me talk to you real quick.”
I put the invoice on the counter and looked over it again. I needed to find out how this mistake happened and make sure it was not a regular occurrence.
“What's up boss?” he asked, laughing knowing I hated when he called me that.
“Who took the order for the Harley super glide 1584 LED lights?
They ordered the wrong part and now the client is upset, and we will have to pay a restocking fee to send it back.
Plus, I know mistakes happen, but I don't want to look bad to the customer and clients now that I am in charge. Now, we have to order the correct part and have it expedited.”
Jose went over to the computer to pull the order and invoice. “It looks like it was Star that ordered it. The client must have called because it looks like the correct part has already been ordered and expedited to arrive tomorrow.”
How was that possible? She was not in the office today so it couldn't have been her.
“Let me see the order.”
Looking at it closely, I noticed in the special orders instructions it stated, next time get my shit right the first time.
Oh, hell no. This could not have been who I think it was.
What the fuck? And how the fuck did she do this shit?
Oh, I was already intrigued by Kruz, now I really need to know more about her sexy, cute ass.
Just then I heard my truck horn blaring.
“Oh shit, I forgot Em was in the car. Let me get her home. I will return to help you once I get her settled.”
Going to the truck I could see Em with her face all scrunched up.
“Yo, don't be blowing my shit like that with your little impatient ass.”
“I told you I was not feeling good and you was in there running your mouth while I’m in here dying,” she stated with her smart-ass mouth.
“Who the fuck you think you talking to? I keep telling your little ass I'm not your little friends.”
She just rolled her eyes, fastened her seat belt, and laid her seat back.
“How was school today? What did you learn?”
Crickets. She said nothing. No response at all.
I looked over and just that fast she was asleep with her little grumpy smart mouth ass.
I love my baby sister, but she knows how to work every last one of my nerves.
I need a blunt and some pussy after this.
I definitely need to see Suga tonight a nigga needs a release.
I turned my music back up and started thinking about my grandpa. I missed that man so much. He was the only father figure I ever had in my life. It’s been hard since he’s been gone and I know my sister misses him too, but she never talks about it, at least not to me.
Pulling into the driveway, I pushed the button for the garage so I could pull my car in.
Looking over in the passenger seat I shook my sister to wake her up.
She stretched for a second then got up. Getting out of the car, I grabbed my and her backpacks then headed inside.
She went upstairs to her room and I went into mine.
Taking off my shoes and socks, I couldn't wait to get out of this hot ass jumpsuit. The shit was damn near sticking to me.
I put in a door dash order before jumping in the shower because I was not cooking anything tonight. Work and the heat drained the fuck out of me.
While I was in the shower, Kruz’s fine ass came to mind and my dick got hard so I rubbed it out. Fuck it. This would be the warmup for later.
Getting out of the shower, I grabbed my phone and noticed I had a text from Suga.
Suga: So am I sucking your dick tonight or what?
This girl has no fucking chill and that is good for me especially when I'm horny and ready to fuck.
Me: Fucking right I will let you know when I'm on my way.
After texting her back, I pulled on my basketball shorts and a wife beater. I didn't need anything fancy just to get my dick wet, plus I can't leave Em here alone overnight.
Hearing the notification from my ring doorbell camera I knew it was a door dash.
Walking past Emerald's room I knocked on the door letting her know the food is here.
Looking at my ring app as I was walking to the door, I saw a young lady approaching the door with food in her hand.
I opened the door as soon as she was about to knock and she jumped back and almost dropped the food. Luckily, she had a good grip on it.
“My bad shorty.”
Once she got herself together, she passed me the bag.
As her breathing got back to normal, she stated she needed to take a picture, so I let her.
I apologized again for scaring her and thanked her then closed the door after making sure she got to her car safely.
We lived in a nice neighborhood, but she is still a woman, and I had to make sure she was straight.
Taking the food into the kitchen, I could hear my little sister coming down the stairs.
I was laying the food out and gathering the plates.
She came in and sat down at the table. I put her plate in front of her along with something to drink.
Grabbing my plate, I went to sit down across from her at the dining room table.
When I sat down she got up and grabbed the sodas and put them back in the fridge to grab us some water because she knows I didn’t drink that much today.
Holding her hand out I knew she was ready to say the prayer.
That is one thing I'm grateful for, she will not allow us to eat without prayer.
“Father God, I want to say thank you for this meal we are about to receive. Thank you for providing this food and for the nourishment that it will bring us. Thank you for this meal and every other meal you have and will provide for us. In Jesus name, amen,” she said.
“Amen. How was school today? Did you learn any new techniques from your art classes?” I asked.
She usually shuts down around now, but I can always get her to talk about this subject.
“It was such a good class today. Although I already know how to do graffiti It's nice to put the technical words with the different kind of lettering and style.”
She was beaming with happiness talking about this class. I am always so excited to see when my baby sister is happy and interested in something. She took it really hard when our grandfather passed away and started acting out. I’m hoping all that mischief is over with.
We had a really good talk this evening, a lot better than it had been.
“Emerald I’m leaving out tonight after we eat but I won’t be out long,” I said.
She blew out a breath and got up to put her plate in the sink.
“Fine whatever. I will clean the kitchen and then I’m going to bed.”
I didn't feel like arguing with her tonight, so I just kissed her on her forehead.
“I'm leaving. Don't open my door and don't leave this house,” I demanded as I headed out.